If new wave was a female I would be her whip. The whip and the body. If new wave was a female…
If new wave was a woman – a submissive slave girl with so much dirt on her mind – I’d be torturing her in so many sophisticated ways. New wave would cry and scream; it would be begging for more. So cold and so horny at the same time! Her dirty feet would be extremely sexy and her face is always painted in colors of serving and satisfaction. A satisfied woman dreaming about her whip all day and night long!
I would turn on Classé X – a French new wave band with the only album released in 1984 – and would teach her about love and obsession. Obsessed new wave with beautiful blue eyes! She cries and masturbates; she screams and comes. On and on. But I’ve got my Special Someone doing that for me. It’s better than new wave. She’s better than anything and anyone. She’s even better than me.
Classé X is music for whips and bodies; tears and sweat; bites and bruises; love and love. Classé X is a mirror of pleasure. Classé X is a soundtrack for some sudden masturbation. Classé X is leather pants without any underwear on you. Classé X is flirt. Classé X is a mirror of pleasure and a pleasure in front of a mirror.
Pleasure is dangerous; pleasure is holy. All we need is a real pleasure and some self-discipline. All we need is a good body and sometimes a good whip. All you need is to find that Classé X LP and imagine new wave as a beautiful female. I think you will get my point.
